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Jan 2015
Falling in love
Is the process
Of witnessing first-hand
Your own distinct life
Slowly intertwining itself
With another's,

Until one is shared by both.

Once you have fallen, and are falling no more,
There is no yours or mine
Only ours,

And nothing will ever be the same.
Joan Doe
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